Deadly sweetness
There’s a vent I walk past near my apartment. It blows out warm air from the ice cream shop below—thick with sugar, butter, vanilla. […]
There’s a vent I walk past near my apartment. It blows out warm air from the ice cream shop below—thick with sugar, butter, vanilla. […]
Des was carrying a cup of coffee to his desk when Anne rushed past and bumped him, causing coffee to spill on Joan, who […]